Calumet's BEST Hotel? AmericInn Review (You Won't Believe This!)
AmericInn Calumet: My Brain Dump of a Review (You Won't Believe This!)
Okay, buckle up, because I just survived the AmericInn in Calumet, and honestly, my head's still spinning. This isn't your perfectly polished travel blog post; this is raw, unfiltered me, after a few days battling a conference and a questionable Wisconsin cheese curd craving (hold that thought). Let's dive in, shall we?
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First Impressions & the Whole Arrival Experience:
Getting into Calumet felt like stepping into a Norman Rockwell painting… briefly. Then, the AmericInn loomed. It’s one of those hotels, you know? Not particularly thrilling, but… functional? The exterior corridor, bless its heart, offered a charming view of… well, the parking lot. But hey, car park [free of charge] AND car park [on-site]! Score! (I'm trying to be positive!)
Accessibility (Because, you know, Important):
My impression on the Accessibility front is… mixed. I didn't specifically need it, but I did notice an Elevator, which is a huge plus. I’d have to do a deeper dive to really assess the Facilities for disabled guests, and frankly, I wasn't equipped to. Call and ask, folks. Check-in/out [express] seemed to be the norm (the front desk was… let's say, efficient), and I didn't see any obvious ramps that looked… wrong.
The Internet – Oh Lord, the Internet!
Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! This is a major win, folks! Internet access – wireless, Internet – LAN (I guess for your truly tech-savy types?), and Internet services. I practically lived on the Wi-Fi, tethered to my laptop battling emails and video calls. The speed? Let's just say it wasn't lightning-fast. But hey, it got the job done. My biggest beef? The sporadic drop-offs! I might have yelled a few times… maybe. That's a solid meh rating.
Cleanliness, Safety & the Sanitization Saga:
Okay, they're trying. The Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Hot water linen and laundry washing, the Professional-grade sanitizing services… you can tell they’re trying to keep things clean. I did notice Hand sanitizer dispensers everywhere. The Rooms sanitized between stays, hopefully. The Staff trained in safety protocol (we just had one chat). But you can't help but notice the slight smell of disinfectant that lingers in the air. I’m personally looking for more of a fresh scent. You know, a little bit of optimism.
The Rooms – The Little Rooms: The room itself… it was a room. Non-smoking rooms, thank goodness. Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Coffee/tea maker (essential!), Desk, Hair dryer, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Wi-Fi [free] (see? Back to good things!), Socket near the bed (a win!). The bed was… a bed. Not a cloud, not a torture device, just… a bed. The Linens were clean; that's the main thing. The bathroom was… functional. The Toiletries were basic. Oh! There were Blackout curtains! Which were a lifesaver against the blazing sunset that kept wanting to peek into my room and judge me.
Things to Do… or Not:
Okay, let's be honest. Calumet isn't exactly Vegas. The Swimming pool [outdoor] looked… inviting but the weather conditions were far from cooperative. I heard whispers about the Fitness center, but I was deep in conference mode and frankly, even the idea of spandex brought me out in a cold sweat. I’m sad to say that I didn’t partake in any of the Spa or Sauna options. It feels like a missed opportunity, doesn’t it?
Dining – Fueling the Machine:
The Breakfast [buffet]… oh, the breakfast. It was… there. Asian breakfast, Western breakfast (a lot of eggs!), and frankly, the usual hotel suspects. Coffee/tea in restaurant. It was adequate. I took advantage of the Breakfast takeaway service on a day I needed to bolt. The breakfast was fine.
The Food That Changed Everything I ended up on an impromptu road trip for legitimate cheese curds. And then… I realized. The hotel was not bad.
- Not perfect
Services & Conveniences – The Perks (and the Quirks):
They had a Concierge! (I didn't use them, sadly). The Daily housekeeping did a solid job. They offered Laundry service! Nice. Business facilities (Xerox/fax in business center). There was also, a Convenience store… but really just drinks and snacks. I had to. I needed the water for my brain to work.
For the Kids – (If You Have Them):
I saw some families, and the place seemed kid-friendly. They offered Babysitting service. The Kids meal options were probably the usual suspects - you can guess, right?
The Verdict (With a Side of Cheese Curds):
Look, the AmericInn in Calumet isn't going to win any awards for glitz and glam. It's a solid, functional, clean-ish hotel. It's a place to rest your head and try to conquer a conference (or Wisconsin). Did it blow my mind? Nope. Did it offer me a solid, reasonably priced experience? Absolutely. Would I stay there again? Probably. Because, you know… cheese curds.
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this itinerary? It’s not your sanitized, brochure-ready vacation. This is real life at the AmericInn by Wyndham in Calumet, Michigan. Prepare for feelings, forced puns, and maybe a little existential dread about the price of gas.
The Calumet Caper: A Messy Itinerary – AmericInn Style
Day 1: Arrival & Mild Disappointment, followed by Chili
1:00 PM: The Great Midwestern Descent. Arrive at the AmericInn. Okay, first impressions: It's…fine. Clean, definitely, and the lobby does have a vaguely nautical theme, which is a choice given the… well, the lack of a giant, glamorous yacht right outside. But hey, I'm a glass-half-full kind of person. Room smells faintly of chlorine, which probably means it is clean. Progress!
1:30 PM: Unpacking Woes. The suitcase exploded. Seriously, like a glitter bomb of mismatched socks and travel-sized shampoos. My meticulously organized packing job is now a crime scene of clothing. Muttering ensues. "Why do I even bother?" Dramatic sigh.
2:00 PM: Local Exploration (ish). Decide to wander. Mostly because I need to find a decent coffee (the AmericInn stuff is…let's just say it's not barista-level). Walked a block. Realized it's cold. Retreat. Plan B: explore inside.
2:30 PM: Poolside Contemplation. Found the pool. It's… small. It's okay. Contemplate my life choices while watching a slightly bored toddler attempt to drown a rubber ducky. Decide I'm probably happier out of the water.
3:30 PM: Chili Time! Find a local place. Seriously, I was STARVING. And they had chili! Omg, the chili was glorious. It warmed my insides, even if I spilled half of it down my front (that glitter bomb strikes again!). Suddenly, Calumet is looking… less bleak.
5:00 PM: Back to the Room. Netflix and the Existential Dread. Curl up on the bed. Netflix. The existential dread of my life choices hits hard while watching some silly rom-com. Then the real issues hit; is the remote working?
8:00 PM: Sleep? Maybe. Definitely not. The walls keep whispering…or maybe it's the radiator. Day 2: Copper Country and Copious Coffee
7:00 AM: The Almighty Coffee Quest. The AmericInn coffee just won't cut it. So, a full-on mission. Find a gas station with decent coffee. It's a quest on par with Frodo’s trip to Mordor (minus the Orcs).
7:30 AM: Coffee Success! Found it! And they had bacon (very important!). Life is suddenly manageable (the coffee is the real MVP).
8:00 AM: Copper Country Exploration. Today's the day for history! Head up to the Quincy Mine. It's impressive, even if I am not terribly into mines. But hey, they didn't collapse when I was in there. So, win!
10:00 AM: The Quincy Mine, Take Two (My Favorite). Wait, I can't just see it from afar! I'll do the guided tour! I love history! I love… getting very dusty! Wow, it's dark down there. Can't imagine working in this place. They said there were ghosts. I'm going to be seeing ghosts tonight.
12:00 PM: Lunch. Second thought. I am hungry. I deserve food and I want it now! Time to get my fill!
1:00 PM: More Copper History (and Regret). The Keweenaw National Historical Park is amazing, but now I'm starting to feel overwhelmed. So much history! So many facts! And the museum had a display about… sewage systems. I may have spent a little too long gazing at a diagram of effluent flow. Regret.
3:00 PM: The Great Lake. Awestruck. Drive to the shore of Lake Superior. It's breathtaking. The sheer scale of the lake… it’s just… wow. I chuck a rock into the water and feel oddly philosophical. Like, is that rock experiencing a moment of existential significance?
5:00 PM: Food Preparation. I am starving. Find a good dinner place. I deserve it!
7:00 PM: Sleep. Probably. Or Netflix again. Let's be honest.
Day 3: Farewell, Calumet (and a Few Lingering Questions)
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast and a Deep Breath. The free continental breakfast at the AmericInn. It's what it is. Enough to get me going, though.
- 8:30 AM: Check Out and Reflect. Ready to go. Reflect on the stay at the AmericInn. Everything was fine. Actually, it's been more than that. This place is… it's real.
- 9:00 AM: Departure. As I leave, I have to ask myself: Did I truly connect with the "Copper Country" or just get a little lost in a quirky little slice of the world? Okay, probably the latter. But maybe that's the point.
- 9:00 AM: The drive home. And yes, I think I will be back.
This itinerary is a work in progress. Updates and emotional breakdowns to follow.
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1. Alright, spill it. Was the AmericInn in Calumet truly... *that* bad? The "You Won't Believe This!" kind of bad?
Okay, okay, deep breaths. It wasn't *all* a flaming dumpster fire (though the continental breakfast *nearly* was, which we'll get to later). But, yeah. "You Won't Believe This!" is… well, it’s accurate. Think Motel 6 meets a slightly fancier, slightly mustier version of itself. My expectations weren’t exactly high, but the sheer… *Calumet-ness* of it all? It was something else. Like, the kind of "I'm never leaving this town again" kind of something else.
2. The *room*… Tell me about the room. Was there a... shower?
Oh, there was a shower. Thankfully. It was a cramped, vaguely-yellowed affair. And the water pressure? Let's just say it was a "gentle persuasion" type situation. More of a... *drizzle* than a shower. I swear, I used more effort to *not* get soap in my eyes than to actually get clean. The tiles had seen better days, probably back when the hotel was built, which, judging by the decor, was approximately around the time the dinosaurs died. I'm pretty sure I saw a tiny, defiant tile clinging for life in one corner. Godspeed, little tile, godspeed.
2a. And the bed? Comfortable? Did you sleep? Did you dream of escaping?
The bed… ah, the bed. It was… *a bed.* It existed. It had sheets. I *think* the mattress was actually a mattress, and not just a piece of plywood covered in a vaguely floral-patterned fabric. Did I sleep? Yes. Did I *rest*? Debatable. I spent a good portion of the night convinced I was sinking slowly but surely into a very deep, very lumpy crater. Dream of escaping? Honey, you have no idea. My dreams were a thrilling montage of driving down endless highways, filled with wide open spaces. I need to get out of this city pronto.
3. Okay, the breakfast. The "flaming dumpster fire" you mentioned? Details, please.
Alright, buckle up for breakfast, because this is where things REALLY get good/bad/memorable. They had a "continental breakfast." The "continental" part was optimistic at best. Think pre-packaged muffins that looked suspiciously similar to hockey pucks, and a waffle maker that clearly predated the internet. I took one look at the waffle batter, a viscous, grey substance, and just... *noped* out. The coffee, however... the coffee was a mystery. I'm pretty sure it was brewed in the basement, using a repurposed car engine block. Strong? Yes. Delicious? Debatable. Did it cure my existential dread? Maybe a little.
4. The pool. The infamous AmericInn pool. What's the story?
Oh, the pool. Here's the thing about the pool. It was *indoors*. And it smelled strongly of chlorine. Seriously, chlorine levels that could probably sterilize a small town. I waded in, eyes watering, and immediately recognized the scent as the official aroma of "childhood nightmares." The tiles were cracked, the lighting was dim, and there was a distinct echo of splashing and desperate children. It felt like a relic, a swimming pool frozen in time. I did a few laps, which was a mistake, and then rapidly retreated. I swear I’m glowing slightly green. I needed bleach, but I’ve already reached my daily dose.
5. Were there any… *redeeming* qualities? Anything you actually *liked*?
Okay, okay, I'm not *entirely* a curmudgeon. The staff were genuinely nice. Like, small-town-kind-of-nice. They *tried*. And honestly, the location was… convenient. It was close to… places. (I'm blanking on exactly where, but they *were* places.) And the price was… affordable. Which, let's face it, is a definite plus when you're in Calumet. And if you're looking for a memorable… experience? Well, the AmericInn in Calumet offers that in spades. More than I asked for, to be honest. God save me.
6. Would you stay there again? Be. Honest.
…Look, if I *absolutely* had to be in Calumet again, and options were limited? Maybe. But I’d pack Lysol wipes, earplugs (for the enthusiastic pool noises), and a hazmat suit. And I’d probably spend most of the time staring out the window, dreaming of a luxurious, chlorine-free spa day. It's… an experience. Prepare yourselves.
7. Any final thoughts? Words of wisdom? Stuff you'd like to add that I didn't ask about?
Okay, here's the deal. The AmericInn in Calumet is… a journey. It’s a little rough around the edges, a little… quirky. But it’s *real*. And after this experience, I know one thing for certain: always, ALWAYS pack your own pillow. Seriously, that pillow situation? We didn't even get to the pillow situation. It was like a small, lumpy brick of sadness. Consider yourselves warned. Good luck. Godspeed. And… maybe bring some air freshener. You'll thank me later.
8. Anything you regret *not* doing or experiencing at the AmericInn?
Well, I regret not checking out the vending machines! I was too scared. I’m envisioning stale snacks and sticky soda, and I just didn't have the courage. Also, I wish I'd asked the folks at the front desk *more* about its history! The place whispers stories, you can feel it. I’m willing to bet there are tales of bygone road trips and forgotten parties embedded in the very wallpaper. Next time, I'll get their story. No matter how awful the story may be.
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